Zha Gong You Don’t Know Love [Quick Transmigration]

After the apprenticeship ceremony was over, Ji Wuchen carried Xia Lang to the bedroom, carefully placed Xia Lang on the bed, and took off his shoes.

Sharan's shoes were almost soaked in blood. After so long, the wound had begun to scab and grow together with the shoes.

When Ji Wuchen took off his shoes, he tore Xia Lang's freshly scabbed wound, and Xia Lang couldn't help but cry out in pain.

Ji Wuchen felt very distressed in his heart: "Alang, does it hurt?"

Sharon glanced at him and shook his head.

Ji Wuchen felt deeply guilty. It was his negligence that caused Xia Lang to suffer such injuries. He couldn't imagine how such a little child endured such pain and walked through those steps step by step. stepped.

He washed the wound with clean water first, and then said softly to Xia Ran, "I'm going to pull out the nail, do you need the sackcloth?"

Ji Wuchen was very gentle when treating the wound, and Xia Lang was already tired for a day, Xia Lang almost fell asleep, and only after hearing Ji Wuchen's question did he perk up a little, and tried his best to show him a smile. Smile: "No, I can do it, Master."

Seeing Xia Lang pretending to be strong, Ji Wuchen felt even more guilty: "Then Aaron bear with it, Master will be fine soon."

Xia Lang nodded, then watched as Ji Wuchen quickly pulled out the iron nail, and then cast a spell to stop the blood that was about to gush out.

Xia Lang's eyes widened in surprise: "Wow! Master is so powerful! I don't feel any pain at all!"

He was telling the truth, Ji Wuchen's movements were very quick, and before he felt the pain, both nails were completely removed.

Seeing Xia Lang like this, Ji Wuchen felt more and more uncomfortable. His apprentice was much stronger than he imagined.

Ji Wuchen bandaged Xia Lang's wound carefully, then stood up and patted Xia Lang's head, heaving a long sigh: "This time it's Master's fault."

Xia Lang shook his head and said: "These are the tests of the master's acceptance of apprentices, and I should accept them!" He shook his tightly bandaged feet by Ji Wuchen and said, "I don't feel any pain now. In fact, I think climbing the steps is a piece of cake, but the nails in the shoes hurt a little, so I couldn't walk fast at first..." The more I said it, the lower my voice became, because Xia Lang remembered what Ji Wuchen said, If something is wrong, it is wrong, and he doesn't like people who make excuses.

"However, later on, I realized that the master was still waiting for me, so I tried my best to speed up, and then I succeeded!" Xia Lang quickly changed the subject, looked up at Ji Wuchen standing in front of him: " Master! I can justifiably call you Master in the future, right! Will Master start teaching me powerful spells? Will I become as powerful as Master? I can protect Master in the future!"

Ji Wuchen glanced at the innocent Xia Lang, hesitated to speak, only felt that his heart, which had been frozen for a long time, suddenly throbbed in pain.

It turns out that Sharon took the iron nails as a test in the apprenticeship ceremony...

He still, don't tell Xia Ran the truth.

"Yes, take good care of your wounds, and one day you will become as powerful as Master."

He ordered his subordinates to investigate the iron nails in Xia Lang's shoes. Finally, his disciples reported to him that the outer disciple who bought Xia Lang's clothes was jealous and sewed iron nails into Xia Lang's shoes. After investigating this matter, he left a book in fear of crime and committed suicide by jumping off a cliff.

Although Ji Wuchen felt that the matter was resolved a little too smoothly, he didn't think too much about it.

After all, Xia Lang is only a six-year-old child who lives in the Shangqing Palace every day. There will be no enemies against him at all, and there will be no other reason except that some disciples may be jealous of him.

He didn't want Xia Ran to know that these people were sinister so early, so he acquiesced that the iron nails Xia Ran said were also part of the experiment.

But now it seems that he didn't find out the truth at all, and Xia Lang's anger is justifiable, even Ji Wuchen feels a little scared...

——A little bit, just a little bit, Xia Lang would have no way to become his disciple.

"Meng Yu, is this really the case?" Ji Wuchen lowered his voice and asked.

Meng Yu originally wanted to deny it, but when he saw Wang Kang standing next to him, his expression froze.

His conversation with Xia Lang just now was overheard by Wang Kang, and it is impossible for him to deny it now.

He could only grit his teeth and say: "Yes, I'm sorry for the head. I was young and vigorous at that time, and I was fascinated by ghosts. If I did such a thing, I deserve to die."

After Meng Yu confessed, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Ji Wuchen stared at the expressionless Xia Lang in front of him, and the shivering Meng Yu behind him, and was speechless for a while.

He was wrong.

He misunderstood Sharon.

He still vividly remembered Sharon's bloody feet at that time.

If... Xia Lang was not so strong at that time, if he hadn't made a final effort at that time, then their fate would probably come to an end here.

Thinking of this possibility, Ji Wuchen felt cold sweat all over his body, and when he saw Meng Yu curled up behind him, he really didn't want to give him any good looks.

However, Meng Yu, as a big brother of the Shangqing School, participated in many wartime arrangements, and it is obviously not a good choice to deal with Meng Yu now.

He could only discuss with Xia Lang softly: "Meng Yu did something wrong, I will punish him, but it's an emergency now, so wait a while, is that okay?"

Sharon's fingers froze slightly.

after a while……

Where has he been for a while?

He once doubted whether Meng Yu was an undercover agent of the Devil's Cult. After all, there were all kinds of suspicious things revealed in the incident thousands of years ago, but in the end, he was sure that Meng Yu was not.

Meng Yu is very timid and glib, it's okay to ask him to do such a small thing, but he will definitely not be able to hold on to such a big thing.

He showed a very faint and mocking smile, which was fleeting.

"Okay, Master." Sharon said.

Seeing Xia Lang agreeing so readily, Ji Wuchen felt empty instead.

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"I'm sorry for you, I promise you a request." He said subconsciously, and then suddenly realized that this was the way they often used to sum up.When Ji Wuchen said this sentence, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

He has already promised that if he wants Yuyu in these fifteen days, then his promise is worthless...

"Okay." Unexpectedly, Xia Lang readily agreed: "Then Master, please cook me a meal."

Ji Wuchen was startled, then nodded: "Okay."

It's just a meal, he didn't expect that Sharon would make such a simple request.

"Then let's go back first," Xia Lang smiled, and he was completely different from the angry look just now: "Junior Brother Meng, I will forgive you this time, but I have a weird temper," he specially emphasized the word "weird temper" , This is what Meng Yu said to Wang Kang just now: "You'd better not appear in front of me again, otherwise..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone present understood what he meant.

Ji Wuchen could save him once by chance, but he couldn't save him the second time.

Meng Yu was still lying on the ground, sweating profusely.

Xia Lang left these words behind and ignored Meng Yu any more. He smiled and went over to hold Ji Wuchen's hand: "Master, let's go!"

Ji Wuchen looked at Xia Lang who was holding his arm and couldn't pull it out no matter how hard he tried, and suddenly felt that this was pretty good.

"After fifteen days, do you have any plans?" Back at the Shangqing Hall, Ji Wuchen initiated the topic for the first time.

Xia Lang was lying on the bed reading a book, playing with his hair casually, and paused after hearing the words: "I don't know, maybe I should go shopping."

Ji Wuchen frowned invisibly: "You want to leave the Shangqing Sect?"

"Yes," Xia Lang turned over, looked at Ji Wuchen, and made a swear gesture: "My good master, I swear that I will not do anything wrong when I go out. I'll just die."

This dead word sensitively stimulated Ji Wuchen's nerves: "Don't talk nonsense."

"Okay, okay," Sharon said, "Anyway, I want to see the outside world, and then go find my destined person."

He sighed and said, "The Great Elder said before that there will be a destined person in my life, and I don't know where he is."

Ji Wuchen's expression became much gloomy, but he didn't even realize it.

"I feel that the only regret in this life is that I haven't found my destined person..." Xia Lang closed the book and murmured.